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... with a sneer.
Qiao Fuzi's face changed sharply, his body shivered slightly, and the palm of his hand holding the sword was whitish.
"Peace! Fuzi!"
Below, an old man of the Qiao family said with a sullen face.
"it is good!"
Qiao Fuzi bite his teeth, his face is very embarrassing to insert the wild sword into the scabbard, staring at the stare, throwing directly toward Xiaoran.
"Smile!"
Xiao Ran reached out and took the wild sword, his face smiled ...
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